I hadno idea what I was SUPPOSED to be at that moment, but it appeared I wassome sort of male/female mix. Now, with my shirt off, I was just standingt...ere in my underwear. Or should I say panties. Because that's what theywere. Small, very light weight, white, cotton, bikini panties. The bumpprotruding from THERE told me I was still a guy. But other than that. Ilooked very much like a girl.I opened my dresser and found a drawer full of all types of panties.Cotton, satin, silk, nylon, lace, etc?. ‘Well, would you look at all these lazy bums. Not a one of you has done one thing today, save monkey girl back there.’ Master jerked a thumb behind him, indicating Ana, who still clung doggedly to Master’s back. Ana smiled, but like a shy child, she hid her face behind Master’s head. ‘Speaking of which…’ Master trailed off, reaching out to pick up the plate which had the last cinnamon roll on it. Tearing a piece off with his fingers, he popped the treat into his mouth as he leaned against the. His mouth was extremely wet and warm, and I was afraid I would shoot my load too soon.After several head bobs, George pulled back, and spun my body around, facing away from him. He pushed on my back, signaling me to bend over his low coffee table. I placed my hands flat on the table. I felt a rush of air on my ass, as he flipped my short robe up over my back. He grunted his approval, and I felt his thin fingers on my hips. He moved his hands up and down my outer thighs, then, worked his. “Come on baby, you know you want to come... The question is, how?” He smirked. By now he was touching me all over. Scott’s hands expertly undid my bra, giving him access to my pink little nipples. Tickling one, he began gently sucking on the other. I let out a soft moan, falling back into the sofa. “Hmm, you seem to like that! How about if I kissed you... Here?” His lips began trailing down my chest towards my stomach. “Or if they went down here..?” He was now teasing me, kissing across my.